Chapter Seventy-Eight: Oh-So Delicious Punishment
Phera POV:
My mates carried me back to the infirmary, their faces set in hard lines of concern and frustration. I tried to protest, but they ignored my feeble attempts to reassure them that I was fine.
“Put me down, I can walk!” I exclaimed, but Damon’s grip tightened around me as he shot me a stern look.
“You’re going to get checked out, Love,” he said firmly. “No arguments.”
Zane, walking beside us, added, “You could’ve gotten yourself killed out there.”
Axel, bringing up the rear, muttered something under his breath that sounded a lot like “stubborn” and “reckless.”
Despite their stern words, I could see the worry etched into their faces. My heart ached at the sight, knowing I had caused them this distress. But I also felt a sur
